An Extra’s POV

"Let us begin."

As Ralyks spoke for all to listen to, a massive portal opened right behind him, the likes of which no one present had ever seen before.

Space distorted all around him, and like a massive tear in reality, the spatial rift manifested right behind him.

Every single soldier who watched was in awe.

Some had heard stories of the Dark Adventurer, but no one had ever truly seen this side of him.

Perhaps a few guards were fortunate to see Ralyks executing the Dragon back when the Capital was attacked, but their numbers were too small compared to the few thousands that gathered in the open fields.

"What are you waiting for?" Conrad raised his voice at the soldiers who were spacing out.

Their blank and utterly stunned faces soon began to change as soon as they heard their Royal Councilor's—now turned Commander's—voice echo out.

"Match in!"

The grown men obeyed and rushed in, utilizing their formation in due diligence.

Before long, they were all able to venture into the massive portal that greeted them. Not a single one was left behind.

"Shall we?" Ralyks turned to the only man who was yet to enter.

Grandmaster Conrad himself.

"Yes, Sir Ralyks."

The two men then walked into the shrinking portal, feeling the ripple of space as they entered.

From the open field of Royal Estate, their vision instantly changed into the view of a massive military clearing in the outskirts of the Merchant City.

It was a large camp, with tall walls surrounding its vicinity—hence preventing the prying of outside forces.

The overhead was an open sky, but a certain Magical Barrier formed a barrier that prevented any sort of spying from above.

as the occupying seven thousand—were fully protected

of it a barren field dedicated to training or the assembly of

ground, and several wooden buildings and temporary tent-like structures

at for too long.

designed this way because of

subtle nod, before uttering

of them as

made a sad

Merchant City is an exception due to its huge size and incredible relevance. Most

"I see…"

at the surrounding area and noticed the seven thousand, five hundred soldiers already converging with the

numbers slowly merged,

woman who seemed to be in her late twenties, pretty, but also having a certain

feminine flair to it. She wore full plated armor, and one of her eyes

blade of choice that was hung on the strap around her hip

Conrad, she fell to her one knee,

Lucy pays her

masculine. Whether this was natural, or an accent that she

least, to one of the

Lucy! It's been

younger lady, his face quickly moving towards

she'll serve as the Vice Commander of this

stretched his hand towards the

of rising up the ranks to the position of

—Respect!

such a young age. That in itself is deserving

kept her head bowed, but she accepted the outstretched hand offered by the

soon as she shook his hand, she

filled her face, but she did her best to drown all of it and simply respond to the

your words, Sir Ralyks. However,

of ambition glowed in her eyes, and

Then, I look forward to seeing how far